Old Republic RPG (Page 10 of 12)

Nothing needs to be sorted out. You spammed, and I asked you not to.

sort it out by sending him an instant message and also doing what he asks helps solve the problem, so just stop spamming.(sorry guys hate to interupt like that)

(( Hey Villimar, watch it. You already scared off one person I know of from roleplaying and possibly the site. Cut it out. Not everyone's perfect. Be nice. And hey guys who aren't playing, thanks for helping out, but a role playing game flows a lot smoother without all the comments and spam, try and leave it to the Gamemaster to take care of problems. ))

Faux stared up at the Mandalorian soldier with pity in her eyes. They were so very, very convinced of their beliefs. The padawan opened her mouth to try and protest, to try and let them know the truth and enlightenment of the Jedi...but she knew it was useless.

There was only one way she could save them from themselves, and it wasn't going to be easy.

"Oh." Faux commented without smiling, then bit her lip nervously, "Hey, can you show me how one of those blaster things works? They seem like they would be annoying to use in battle since you have to keep reloading them, and aren't the big ones really heavy?"

The Mandalorian laughed out loud and shook his head, "Oh, no! See, take a look at this..."

He showed her the standard blaster rifle used by Mandalorian infantry soldiers and began to tell her how it worked with the tone of a proud parent in his voice as he explained it's complex inner workings.

Shion strode over to where Xondra stood, speaking to another Mandalorian. Rather than interrupt, she just smiled and listened, letting her learn a bit and hoping it stuck. Not that Xondra would actually be interested in anything Mndalorian... yet. She had  to have been scheming something. But for the moment it didn't matter. It was a small step.

Once the lesson was over, Shion made her approach. "Hey, Xondra," she said, allowing her grim concern to show. "I need to talk to you a minute."

A little smirk worked her way onto Shion's face, seeing the overconfident look in the Jedi's eyes. Still, she had to get some information out of her, and so it was best  not to taunt her.

"What do you and your people know of this moon?" she asked. "And I know you know something, because they're all talking. Just not to us. But if there's Sith here, it's bad news for both our armies. So what do you know?"

Shion's eyes narrowed slightly, not at Xondra, but at the very thought of the Sith. "True enough, we fought under them for Exar Kun. But by the end we were little more than property to him and his Sith, cannon fodder. We know now how we would fare in their service. We respect their warriors, but that's the ONLY respect we have for them."

She shook her head slightly, looking over the rows of Mando'ade and their captives. "They're saying they can feel the dark side or whatever here," she said abruptly.

Shion didn't bother to hide the worry on her face. "I used to be a citizen of the Republic," she said, her basic suddenly flawless and clear, though it had been years since she'd spoken it so frequently. "And while I've never believed in your Force, it is undeniable that you Jedi have good instincts. Before we can launch any attacks from here, though, we need to know that we're not going to be overrun by jungle beasts or, worse yet, Sith. I'm going on a scouting mission, maybe Territ too. Neither of us want Sith to deal with, war or no war... so I want you with us."

"You honestly think there's Sith, huh?" The childish gleam of curiosity returned to Faux's green eyes. She straightened with a smile, "I'll come."

"Actually, HK," Shion said casually, "we were going to take you along, too. There's a droid shop just off the hall out there," she gestured. "Tell them I sent you, they'll outfit you with everything this mission will require. Head down there- I'll see you in the morning."

Once HK departed, Shion turned back to Xondra, smiling slightly. "As for you, your -lightsaber-," the word felt alien after all these years, "is wrecked, and you'll need a weapon... and possibly some armor. You want to come to the armory with me?"

Youd be dead!  HK should be dead to but still! You killed a Mando! Entire army will come after you in base! Plus Mandos arnt dim witted. You cant just kill a mando then join them as if nothing has happened.

((Um, Revan isn't here. Revan's off commanding an army.))

((No, you didn't. You asked where you could jump in. I gave you the scenario. I specifically said at the beginning of the RP that Revan, Malak, Mandalore, and other famous people will not be controlled by players though I, as GM, will play them when/if they come into the plot. They aren't in the plot yet. You can't say that they are. You want an RP with the cast of KOTOR? You'll have to make your own. In the meantime you are Bidlo, and if that's not satisfactory, then I'm sorry. Now, please change your post or, if you don't feel like playing any more, delete it.))

((Sorry, but I find it REALLY irritating when people try to GM my RPs for me.))